They are gone. The Tamale Lady, Carmen, , Eduardo, and Leticia no longer live in Tennessee. While we were on vacation, they made a move to another State, in part at my behest. I indeed counseled this family to consider re-locating to a more immigrant friendly state. Her paperwork was a mess, she in fact had a work permit that expired last year, and she has been exploited by both an inept bureaucracy and unethical Notarios. Frustrated and broke, she gave up trying to run the ridiculous gauntlet that is our immigration system. Instead, she worked hard, and put money aside for her children’s future.
I knew it was coming, but it hurt that it happened while I away. I know where they live, and we talked for awhile last night on my cell, but I cannot adequately convey how damned heartbroken I am. I loved that entire family.
Then, as if on cue, some light on a dark day. It seems my good friends Stephen and Suzanna’s baby decided to make his arrival yesterday, 6 weeks early, but apparently both he and Mama are healthy. Oliver Thomas is his name. His dad informs me that he will go by the Greek variant that sounds alot like Eli. Welcome, little man, and I’m laughing because you have no idea how lucky you are to have these people charged with your care. Yasou!